Chapter 131: A strong battle against life and death, looking at the heroes and swords

Shangguan Ziyun, Liu Tiansong, Zhuge Qingfeng and others, under the leadership of Gongsun Invincible, rushed out of the dungeon of the Proud Palace.

Perhaps Nangong Ao realized that there was someone robbing the dungeon, and ordered many disciples of the Proud Palace to surround and intercept him. Led by the Tiger Pavilion White Tiger and the Xuange Xuanwu, they brought the Tiger Pavilion Five Tigers, the Xuange Seven Warriors and a group of elite Proud Palace disciples to kill, the momentum was fierce, and the origin was not small.

Gongsun Invincible took the lead, his clothes were unfurled, his long flute shook, and ......several scorching bone-piercing steel nails shot out, shooting into the door of his head towards the disciples of the Proud Palace who rushed over. The disciples who were shot almost didn't snort, and fell to the ground with a muffled sound, whimpering for their lives.

The weapon of the white tiger envoy is a double hook, a pair of shining double hooks, in the short weapon, the double hook is more difficult to practice, its shape is a multi-edged instrument, its body has a blade, the end is hook-shaped, the gauntlet is crescent-shaped, there is a sharp edge.

Therefore, if you want to control the double hook well, your martial arts cultivation must not be weak, and it can almost be said that you must have the talent to control this short weapon.

The reason why the white tiger was able to use the double hook was because he did have a talent for it.

Among the four major disciples of the Proud Palace, the Qinglong Sword, the White Tiger Double Hook, the Xuanwu Double Knife, and the Vermilion Bird Double Plate Axe, except for the Qinglong Sword, the other three are all good at two-handed weapons.

Nangong Ao trained these four disciples, and indeed took a lot of effort. But the foundation of their martial arts is based on the Qiankun Proud Technique. Cultivate internal strength with the pride of Qiankun, urge the skill, and stimulate the weapons that they are good at.

In itself, Qiankun arrogance does not need weapons, and it is necessary to control the qi in the palm and kill the qi.

It can be seen that Nangong Ao was very cautious, and sent two disciples, White Tiger and Xuanwu, and the Five Tigers of the Tiger Pavilion and the Seven Warriors of the Xuanwu Pavilion were all first-class masters of the Proud Palace.

However, Gongsun Invincible is nicknamed "Treading Snow Without a Trace", in the rivers and lakes, in the ranks of killers, no one knows, no one knows. The bone-piercing steel nails shot out of his long flute can be said to be a good example.

He cultivated such a secret weapon technique, which was also based on countless bursts, and over time, the shot was extremely accurate.

Although the disciples of the White Tiger and Xuanwu Proud Palace flocked to him, Gongsun Invincible let Shangguan Ziyun, Liu Tiansong, Zhuge Qingfeng and others take the antidote of the frightening drizzle needle, and they had already recovered a lot of strength. Although they don't have ten percent of their strength, they are still more than enough to deal with ordinary disciples like the Proud Palace.

Shangguan Ziyun's arms shook, the eight-stringed piano came out, the jade fingers were on the strings, and they plucked lightly, and the sound wave of "Ding Dong ......" was like a thousand swords, rolling through.

The white tiger and Xuanwu did not dare to underestimate it, and flew away one after another.

Liu Tiansong snatched a lancet from the hands of a disciple of the Proud Palace, and according to the Fallen Leaf Knife Technique, he danced all the way through the wind and rain.

Zhuge Qingfeng's sword eyebrows sank, frowned, and his palms flew together, the palm power was huge and infinite, and with a wave of his palm, he shook one of the disciples of the Proud Palace away.

White Tiger and Xuanwu retreated one after another, unable to resist the killing of Gongsun Invincible and Shangguan Ziyun and his party.

......

The courtyard of the Proud Palace.

Under Yun Feiyang's cold face, a pair of cold eyes slowly turned to Nangong Ao, raised the Dragon Yin Sword in his hand, and said coldly: "You are Nangong Ao?"

Nangong glanced at Yun Feiyang with disdain, and said indifferently: "Yes, it's this seat! Presumably you are the green-shirted young swordsman Yun Feiyang who has been rumored in the rivers and lakes recently!"

"Hmph, it's the master. Yun Feiyang was not afraid at all in the face of these many martial arts righteous people. Just like when he broke into the Guqin House that day and faced Liu Jinfeng, he did the right way of martial arts.

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that a hairy boy who has not dried up is extremely arrogant, and when I see it today, I really can't help myself. Nangong Ao had incomparable contempt for Yun Feiyang.

However, Yun Feiyang also despised Nangong Ao from the bottom of his heart, he disdained to be in the company of such people, and even looked down on the so-called famous and decent people who stood behind him.

"Yun Feiyang, what is the matter with you trespassing into the Proud Palace, the mansion of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader?"

Yun Feiyang glanced at the Miaoxu Daoist, "The head of the Kongtong faction is willing to be a lackey, you are not qualified to talk to the master." ”

Miaoxu Daoist was taken aback, and couldn't help but roar angrily: "Stinky boy, are you tired of living?

"I, just because you are also worthy of being called 'Honorable Elder', aiding and abusive, and being the head of a generation in vain, it is really a loss of the reputation of the world's heroes. Yun Feiyang was not afraid at all, and under the needle, he had already slapped those heads in the face of those who had taken refuge in the Proud Palace.

Monk Yuankong stepped forward, folded his hands, and said: "Amitabha, little donor, you keep saying and scolding Huai, are you really so confident? Do you have the courage to be the enemy of the world?"

"A group of sanctimonious hypocrites, how can the young master be afraid?" Yun Feiyang slowly condensed the dragon sword in his hand with a trace of true qi.

Miaoxu Daoist arched his hand and said: "Alliance leader, let the poor Dao teach a lesson, teach this little rabbit cub who doesn't know the height of the sky." ”

Nangong Ao nodded, "Dao Chief, be careful with the sword in his hand. ”

"Well, with him, he can't hurt the poor in the slightest. After the Miaoxu Daoist finished speaking, the tiger jumped up, and when the volley swept down, the dust in his hand shook, and all kinds of silk threads transformed into infinite strength and shot towards the clouds.

Yun Feiyang knew that these people would inevitably make a move on him, and he had already made preparations, seeing that the dust was coming, he did not retreat, but went head-on, and the dragon chanted the sword, and the sword shadow was like an endless splash that was stirred up, and they all crashed into the dust of the Miao Xuan Dao people.

Even Nangong Ao couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, is this kid really desperate? The cultivation of the Miao Xuan Daoist is not weak, especially the kung fu of this dusty combination of rigidity and softness, which is unparalleled in the world.

And Yun Feiyang didn't dodge, he actually fought on the sword, what kind of way of play is this?

Monk Yuankong stroked his snow-white beard slightly, revealing a trace of astonishment.

"Bang!"

The sword qi collided with the dusty air current, and the Miaoxu Daoist was taken aback, and was bounced out by a strong force. If it weren't for the fact that his martial arts were not weak, he was afraid that this impact would be a disaster.

He barely flew back and retreated, perched on a stone lion in front of the gate of the Proud Palace, looked down at Yun Feiyang with a cold face, exhaled slightly, and looked at Yun Feiyang in disbelief.

Yun Feiyang's shot already has a bottom in his heart about the martial arts of the Miaoxu Daoist, this stinky Taoist priest is not self-sufficient, so let him know how powerful he is. He made up his mind, jumped into the sky, and under the sky, the sword light shrouded, and thousands of sword shadows were like a waterfall in the nine heavens, shooting towards the Miaoxu Dao people one after another.